Friday, July 25, 2008

Woodland Hills Creek

I love to watch the water flow down a creek. When I was a kid, there was a creek by our house that we used to go play in during the summer. Sometimes I think that was the best time of my life. That was when I first remember exploring the woods and the water. We followed that creek from the source, to where it became a pretty good sized river that you'd have to swim to get across. I still remember it like it was yesterday.

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